The soft tip of the tongue was covered with five-colored dew, licking the wound on her wrist back and forth.

The stinging pain on the wound was gradually soothed, and when the pain had not completely subsided and was not so noticeable, the extra stimulation brought to her by Gu Jiang's lips and tongue became more and more intense.

Nie Yinzhi bit her lip, her wrist trembled, and she felt a bit itchy. She wanted to pull her hand back, but her body was weak and she couldn't use any strength.

The sticky licking sound reached her ears, and Nie Yinzhi's whole body almost burned.

"Gu Jiang..." she called softly.

"Hmm." This response contained a strong nasal tone, and the tail tone was drawn out lazily. Nie Yinzhi's hand holding his collar could not help but tighten, and she felt as if her heart was pinched, which made it even more itchy.

Nie Yinzhi moved restlessly, and Gu Jiang pressed her lower back with his other hand. For the first time, Nie Yinzhi realized that his hand was big, and it was pressed against her concave spine. The palm

of his hand was so hot that she wanted to hide. The force of pressing her down became a little heavier.

Nie Yinzhi gave up and tried to divert her attention by talking, "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah." Gu Jiang helped her sit up and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. The wound has healed. It's all sticky with your saliva." Nie Yinzhi expressed her disgust and took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into his hand, "Wipe it clean for me."

Gu Jiang lowered his head and obediently wiped her with the handkerchief, "Don't cut yourself for me. If you want blood, just prick your finger."

The healing effect of the Five-Colored Dew was excellent. There was no mark left on the fair wrist, but it was sucked by him to turn a bright red, like a scarlet camellia blooming on the wrist.

"But there is not much blood on the finger."

Gu Jiang said, "That's enough."

"Okay." Nie Yinzhi agreed happily. Cutting the wrist is much more painful than pricking the finger. Since Gu Jiang asked her so, she would certainly not refuse.

The demon was much more obedient than the dog she raised when she was a child. Nie Yinzhi tilted her head, her long hair sliding down from her shoulders. She leaned down to look at his expression, and asked with a serious and researching attitude, "Can I use 'empathy' now? I want to know what it feels like for you demons to drink my blood."

Gu Jiang raised his head, and Nie Yinzhi also sat up straight, looking at him expectantly.

Gu Jiang wiped her wrist, hesitated for a moment, and lay back with squinting eyes, "Okay, use it." She

knew he would not refuse.

Nie Yinzhi crawled to the inside of the bed and lay with him, activating the curse seal on her wrist. A strand of her mind followed the meridians to the golden bud and penetrated into the small golden leaf on the bud.

She waited for a moment, but why didn't she feel anything? Could it be that she didn't cast the spell correctly?

Nie Yinzhi sat up, took out the scroll of the symbiosis spell from the mustard seed, and read the "empathy" underneath it again.

The derivative technique of "empathy" has two small branches. One is to instill the master's thoughts into the servants, subtly changing their ideas, so as to achieve the purpose of making the controlled people willingly do things for themselves.

The second is to spy on the servants' emotions and thoughts, to grasp their inner fluctuations at all times, and to eliminate the possibility of betrayal from the root.

How terrible this spell is can be seen from this derivative technique.

Nie Yinzhi was successful in sharing her emotions with Gu Jiang last time, so there was no reason why she would fail this time.

She couldn't help but poke Gu Jiang, "Didn't you say it would be comfortable? Why do I feel like you don't feel anything at all?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Gu Jiang's emotions slowly flowing over her. If Nie Yinzhi's emotions were like a wave, it would come with a shocking force, wash over your heart roughly, and then retreat neatly.

Then Gu Jiang's emotions would be similar to a stream, or even worse than a stream. At least a stream is still flowing, and there are tinkling sounds.

His emotions came up silently, little by little.

Nie Yinzhi lay back beside him, as if soaking in warm water. Nie Yinzhi suddenly felt a little tired. She turned sideways and pressed against Gu Jiang, arching around beside him, finally finding a comfortable position and closing her eyes. She

didn't even have time to take off her skirt. The hem of her skirt spread out on the bed. The peacock tail feathers embroidered with silver thread were like a screen, half of which was draped over Gu Jiang.

The gray rabbit was still waiting outside the bed curtain. The soundproofing spell laid by Nie Yinzhi couldn't actually stop him, but with Gu Jiang there, Feng Hanxuan didn't dare to act rashly.

The red leaf knife was suspended in the air, completely cutting off the possibility of his spying.

Feng Han waited for a long time, and then realized what was happening inside. In the past, he always left people aside to have fun by himself, but now he finally understood the mood of the person waiting outside.

Rabbit stamped his feet in frustration, his heart was filled with anger that wanted to kill someone to vent, he jumped a few circles in the room, and retreated to the other end of the room in embarrassment.

In the evening, the waiter brought the meal ordered by Nie Yinzhi and knocked on the door for a long time.

Feng Hanxuan glanced inside. Hongye was hanging in front of the bed dutifully. The person inside had no intention of coming out. Feng Hanxuan was almost annoyed to death. He jumped behind the door and said viciously: "Get out, or I'll chop off your hand if you hit it again."

The waiter was frightened by the murderous aura seeping out of the crack of the door and trembled all over. He almost knocked over the tray in his hand, "Sir, please calm down." Then he ran away in panic.

The sky was dim, and it was even darker inside the bed curtain. Only Nie Yinzhi's white dress was still conspicuous.

Gu Jiang slept very quietly, but he was very restless. With someone beside him, he was always hindered when turning over, and he was not used to it.

He subconsciously wanted to kick the person out, but when he smelled a faint fragrance, he suddenly started and thought vaguely, oh, it's Nie Yinzhi, I can't kick her, or I'll be beaten.

So he had to reach out and hold her in his arms again.

In her sleep, Nie Yinzhi could vaguely feel herself being tossed around, sometimes hugged, sometimes pushed away. When she was pressed to the point of being unable to breathe, she couldn't help but hum, and then she was turned over and lay on Gu Jiang.

The peacock-tail skirt was rubbed out of shape by Gu Jiang's heroic sleeping posture, and it was entangled with the black outer robe and was about to be tied into a knot.

The sky outside darkened and then gradually brightened, and the sky turned pale.

When a wave of pain pierced her consciousness, Nie Yinzhi woke up immediately. She opened her eyes blankly and touched her neck. She didn't understand why her chest felt like it was being pierced by countless needles, as if what she breathed into her lungs was not air.

Nie Yinzhi realized later that this was Gu Jiang's feeling.

Her "empathy" had not yet been broken.

She couldn't actually feel his pain intuitively, she could only experience the emotion of "he felt pain" and "he felt being pierced by needles".

Gu Jiang didn't wake up, he was used to this state.

Nie Yinzhi was a little dazed, the effect of her blood was fading, from Gu Jiang, she felt the invisible pressure that was getting heavier and heavier, it was not the suppression of the realm of high-level monks, but a more vast force of rejection that came from not being accepted by the world.

He felt so uncomfortable every time he took a breath, Nie Yinzhi roughly guessed why Gu Jiang had no breathing or heartbeat before, it might be similar to his previous stealth method.

However, at that time he only needed to deceive the monks around him, now, he needs to deceive the world to feel more comfortable.

Nie Yinzhi felt uncomfortable, she wanted to cut her hand and feed Gu Jiang some blood.

With his hand pinched, Gu Jiang rubbed his brows, "If you keep feeding me like this, you will bleed to death sooner or later. Nie Yinzhi, your blood is not a good medicine for me. Too much is not good."

Nie Yinzhi remembered that if the demon drank too much blood, she would send him away. Her blood not only made him feel temporarily comfortable, but also devoured his evil spirit.

"The so-called goddess, it seems that she is really the nemesis sent by God to destroy you." Folk legends are not all fantasy, but as time goes by, fewer people know about it and it becomes a legend. "What should we do now?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, turn off 'empathy'." Gu Jiang patted her soothingly, "This is normal for me, don't worry."

Nie Yinzhi lay on his chest with her hands under her chin, "Are demons really so sinful that they need the rules of heaven and earth to suppress them?"

Gu Jiang sneered, his chest rising and falling slightly, "The so-called demons are just people who disobey them. The only ones who really need to bear the pressure of heaven are the Demon Ancestors. There are currently five Demon Ancestors who are still alive. Demon cultivators only use the demon energy of the Demon Ancestors to cultivate."

Nie Yinzhi didn't know much about demons. She only knew that demon energy was indeed different and was given different names. Feng Hanzhu's demon energy, that is, Gu Jiang's demon energy, was called "Blood Moon Shadow."

His demonic energy was icy and cool when wrapped around his hands. At first glance, it didn't seem as fierce and intimidating as other demonic energy, but if he really wanted to kill, the demonic energy could turn people into blood without any pain or itching.

Before Gu Jiang came out, only Feng Hanxu had such demonic energy.

"Blood Moon Shadow?" Gu Jiang repeated the name, sounding like he didn't like it or hate it. Anyway, you can call him whatever you want.

Nie Yinzhi was a curious baby and kept asking questions, "You said there were five people, what about the other four? Where are they?"

Gu Jiang shook his head, "I only saw them once when I fell into the devil." When he fell into the devil, he was not tolerated by both the righteous and the evil, and he killed his way out like this.

"So you are the demon with the least experience. No wonder you only have Feng Hanxuan as your little brother." So Gu Jiang is not an old demon, but actually a young demon. Nie Yinzhi was amused by her own thoughts.

"I just picked it up." Gu Jiang muttered, and prepared to go to bed again.

Nie Yinzhi stopped disturbing him. She sat up, pulled out her wrinkled skirt, took out a mirror and saw that she went to bed without washing her face yesterday. Now the powder on her face has been wiped off, her mouth is full of lip balm, and her hair is messy.

Nie Yinzhi took a deep breath and almost exploded. As a lady from a noble family, she learned etiquette from a young age and slept in a very proper manner. This was the first time she slept like this.

She turned her head and glared at the culprit, and caught a glimpse of the red on Gu Jiang's ears and temples. Her face became hot, and all her anger disappeared. She approached him guiltily and wiped off the lip balm for him.

Nie Yinzhi glanced out from the bed curtain and found the gray rabbit curled up at the door. Feng Hanxuan did not escape.

She should have lowered the curtain separating the inner and outer rooms. Since there were people outside, she had to change clothes inside the bed curtain and lifted the bed curtain to get down.

The rabbit guarding the door immediately turned his head and looked at her.

Nie Yinzhi finished washing up in the inner room, re-combed her hair in front of the mirror, and came out after a long while.

Compared to yesterday's elaborate dressing, she was much more casual today. Her long hair was tied up high, with only a small hairpin in her hairpin. She wore no makeup on her face and wore a very light-colored gauze skirt. Only the color of the skirt gradually darkened, like the sunset glow.

Nie Yinzhi said, "I didn't expect you to be so sensible." Guard the door for them.

She just climbed onto Gu Jiang's bed, and she got carried away. Feng Hanxuan disliked women who got carried away the most.

Rabbit stared at her unhappily.

Nie Yinzhi didn't like his look. It happened that he was hungry, so he decided to do what he didn't do yesterday.

When Feng Hanxuan saw her coming to catch him, he kicked his legs and hid everywhere in the house. His consciousness was completely sealed in the rabbit's body, and he couldn't transfer to other birds and beasts to escape. The dignified Demon Lord was actually chased all over the house by a Jindan.

He used to be able to kill ten such Jindan sword cultivators with a slap.

Nie Yinzhi grabbed him, picked him up by the rabbit's ears and went out.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Hanxuan had a bad feeling.

"I said yesterday that I would send you to the kitchen to be roasted." Nie Yinzhi said.

A strand of Feng Hanxuan's consciousness was imprisoned in the rabbit's body, which was tantamount to experiencing the process of being skinned and roasted alive. If he was a little more cruel, he would also experience the feeling of being eaten bite by bite.

After going out, the aura of Yanyan Rabbit suddenly became fierce, and the two rabbit eyes flashed with a creepy cold light. Feng Hanxuan's low voice rang in her ears, warning: "You are very courageous, do you know who I am?"

Nie Yinzhi was not afraid at all, "Feng Hanxuan, I know, the Demon Lord who disturbed the peace of the cultivation world was sealed in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave ten years ago."

Yanyan Rabbit kicked his feet, "Since you know, you should understand that offending me will not end well."

Nie Yinzhi stopped, "You are right." She turned around and walked back, "Why don't we talk to your master? Are you blind and can't you see it? Or do you think I'm just a plaything of Gu Jiang? Your master is very obsessed with me now. If I tell him to go east, he will never go west. If I tell him to catch rabbits, he will never kill chickens."

Feng Hanzhu was silent for a moment, and finally said submissively: "What do you want?"

Nie Yinzhi came to the lobby with the rabbit and sat down by the window, and put him on the table, "That's right, we are all family, we should talk it out."

The rabbit stomped its hind legs, obviously disagreeing in its heart.

"My name is Nie Yinzhi, you can call me..." Nie Yinzhi thought for a while, and said shamelessly, "Master's wife."

Feng Hanzhu wanted to laugh again.